Living in Bethlehem consists of one festival after another. This weekend was
Celtic Fest. The kids and I saw the kick-off parade on Saturday after Alma's morning ballet class and we visited the festival as a family today. James, of course, wore his kilt which got a lot of cute attention. The kilt was a gift from Grandma Chisholm and seems like it will still fit him for a few more years, which is awesome.
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